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Kyrin flinched. The boy didn’t have to be so harsh. But he didn’t seem to want to hurt her, she grinned at him, “I don’t really want any thing, least not something you can give, not unless you have hot coffee tucked away anywhere?” More people seemed to congregate to the boy, apparently spooking him, as he let out a massive roar, startling Kyrin and making her fur stand on end. In her shock she disappeared, unintentionally fading out, for a few seconds, before popping back into existence, or at least seeable existence. Her tail was trying to untuck itself, and her hood had slipped a little. Grabbing it she yanked it back up onto her head, and barely managed to snatch her tail and force it back round her waist. Kyrin moved a little away from the boy, no enough to make him think she was running away, but far enough that she wasn’t right in his personal space. “Stay away!” He growled and Kiy nodded, “Just for now? Or forever? ‘Cause I expect you’d be lonely if we all went away forever.” She hated being lonely, a leftover feeling from her stray days, especially when bored boys had thrown stones at her. “I’ll be your friend if you want,” She muttered quietly, “Being lonely isn’t fun.”
Rika felt the crunch as her boot smashed into the man’s face. She didn’t have time for this; she was supposed to be going somewhere when this asshole had decided he liked the look of her. She had warned him, but they never listened, not when it was a sixteen-year-old girl talking, so she had kicked him, first in the nuts, then the face. The guy staggered backwards, and Rika, glancing at his watch, growled in frustration, she was gonna be late. Damn, damn, damn, damn. Hurrying out of the alley and down another she ran as fast as she could towards the school. Skidding to a halt and gasping for air, Rika looked up, hearing music drifting on the wind, she grinned, she loved music, following the sound she found a boy sitting on the steps playing a guitar. Plopping down next to him Rika closed her eyes. Letting the sound wash over her. @13sparx13
Cool thanks. I'm gonna take defeat. Post CS soon.
Can you embellish a little with Violence, Disaster, Defeat, and Death? Cause I simply cannot decide. That is if you are willing to have me? Also a suggestion; if you want people to wright CS's then maybe make a list of the taken demons? Just a thought.
“To be really mediæval one should have no body. To be really modern one should have no soul. To be really Greek one should have no clothes.” ― Oscar Wilde, Complete Works of Oscar Wilde "Be who you are, And say what you feel, Because those who mind don't matter, And those who matter don't mind." ― Dr.Seuss
“Kitty. Kiy. Chester, come on” Alice’s voice penetrated under the bed where Kyrin was hiding, wide eyes glowing in the weak light. “Won’t.” Kyrin whispered, tail lashing madly, “Won’t, won’t, won’t” “Kyrin Chester! You will come out from under that bed this instant!” A Tomcat, ginger and white in colour, with strange blue eyes, crawled out from under the bed, whimpering in protest as Alice, a girl with long golden locks and pale skin, swept him off the floor and into her arms. “Alright, I’ve set some clothes out on the bed, so change and I’ll send you on your way.” Alice plopped Kyrin on the bed and wandered out the room. Shifting back to human form, Kyrin pulled on the cargo pants, stripy top and plain grey hoodie, tucking her dog tag down the front, and readjusting her red collar, before slipping out the door. Trotting silently down the corridor, Kyrin had nearly made it to the front door when she was intercepted by Alice, swept into a hug and kissed multiple times on the head. Tugging herself free, Kyrin grinned at Alice, “I’ll be fine.” Having ditched all her nerves from earlier with her cat skin. Flicking up her hood and pushing open the door, Kyrin stepped out onto the gravel path and looked up and down the quiet road. “Ummm…… where exactly is this school?” Alice grinned, much like Kyrin normally did, “You didn’t think I was going to let go of you that easily, did you? Come on.” Alice disappeared into the garage, and came back with a shiny red motorbike. “Mother said I had to take you, so hop on yeah?” She swung herself onto the motorbike and Kyrin followed suit, Grinning even more profoundly than before. The ride was long but not bad, and Kyrin love every second of it. They came to a screeching stop, the back wheel spinning out and round, flashy and dangerous, just as Alice liked it. Kyrin leapt off the motorbike, waving goodbye to Alice before heading up towards the rather grand looking school. Noticing a group forming Kiy headed that way, carefully wrapping her tail round her waist so it looked less like a tail and more like a fancy belt. I felt weird and wrong, but she wasn’t yet willing to let others see her ears or tail, force of habit mostly. At least, she thought, she wasn't the only one who seemed to feel weird, if the long haired boy she was following was any indication. Slinking up next to him she grinned, "Hi. Weird place this, hey?"
The Cheshire Cat
Name: Kyrin Chester Nicknames: Cat. Chesh. Ches, Key, Kiy. Age: 15ish. Story They Are From: Alice in Wonderland Family: not that she knows of. Crush/Partner: None Abilities: Invisibility, turning into a ginger tom cat. Talking to cats. Pretending she is sane. Singing; Kyrin is a great singer.
Personality: Cheekey, and cheerfull, Kyrin likes to listen to people talking, picking up information. She likes to mess with words and ideas, but tries never to be mean with them. Often seen smiling Kyrin has a good tempered nature. And likes helping people, however her way of helping is slightly twisted, she will offer advice or other such things but never in a plain straight forward way. She enjoys puzzles, especially watching others solve them. Unable to let go of her cat side entirely even in her humanoid form Kyrin still has cat ears and tail. History: Kyrin’s first memories are of a cardboard box in the rain, (yeah cliché I know). Other than that, she has lived in a few homes as a house cat, or more often roundabout as a stray. Since then she has been picked up by Alice Herzogin, a normal girl, who looks after her. (Not to be confused with Alice of wonderland). Other: to hide her cat ears Kyrin normally wears a hoodie or hat. While Kyrin isn’t actually MAD she isn’t necessarily ‘all there’. Also just to confuse things; as a cat, Kyrin is a boy. Neautral. The Cheshire Cat Song
Konrad Tinker
Name: Prince Maximilian Konrad Brian Wolfson Name he goes by: Konrad Tinker. Age: 16 Story They Are From: The Swineherd (Hans Christian Andersen) Family: Mother. Crush/Partner: None. Abilities: Konrad is clever with his hands, and he can make many things. He also is able to infuse his creations with magic, thus letting them do magical things. Personality: Clever and stubborn Konrad doesn’t mind getting dirty. He loves animals and music, so many of the things he creates are musical. He has quite a strong sense of justice, but is an avid rule breaker, so he gets into quite a lot of trouble. Bold as brass, his habits of constantly fiddling is often confused for being nervous or scared. History: Prince of a small kingdom, Konrad grew up spending part of his time helping with the animals, and would spend the rest of it creating things. He always managed to skirt round learning ‘proper’ things like etiquette, manners, dancing, languages, politics, that sort of fancy thing. Because of this his mother, the queen, sent him to fairy tale academy, in the hopes he might become more prince-like. Other: Konrad himself can’t sing to save himself, however that doesn’t stop him trying. He can whistle finely. He doesn’t tell others he is a prince.
Name: Rika Age: 16 Gift: Atmospheric manipulation, or to put it simply; controlling air. When she gets really angry she has been known to create fully-fledged storms. (With rain and lightning, although these she doesn’t create, they just get dragged in with the swirling mass of air currants.) Bio: A fighter to the core, Rika grew up on the streets fighting for her life. This makes it hard for her to trust others and so most people only see the hard shell she puts up to avoid getting hurt, however if you were able to crack this shell open Rika is quite a kind girl. Her temper matches the wind, changing constantly, fueled by whatever emotion she currently feels. She also struggles to hold a grudge, and has a weak spot for sweet things. Neutral.
@DFA Sorry, sorry. Posted CS finally. I had gotten stuck and pulled a massive blank. Sorry. Wow, looking at all the other CS's they are pretty much all neutral. Guess I could make Rika turn into a bad girl?
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